Corpse-Free Reincarnation

In the pitch-black night, like a velvet curtain, three moons cast a clear radiance over an ancient, rustic temple.

Inside the temple, a statue dressed in archaic robes was enshrined upon the altar.

Within the darkness, a consciousness that had been submerged for who knows how long began to stir.

"Who am I..."

"I am Jiang Luo..."

"Did I not die? Where is this?"

Before Jiang Luo could sort through his thoughts, blurred images and overlapping fragments of memory surfaced from within his heart.

"May the spirit of our First Ancestor in heaven protect us..."

"Imperial Emperor Luo, shine upon the lower earth, gather the spirits of the land, and bring down sweet rain and wind..."

"Oh, glorious Primal Ancestor, wise deity, you led our clan from the west to the east, and with your conquests, we expanded..."

"Both our nations share the blood of the divine Luo; it would be better to turn our swords into silk and jade..."

"Emperor Luo is the ancestor of our Luo Clan, the first ancient emperor. He created the first pictographic script, and during his reign, he sowed the hundred grains, crafted clothing and crowns, built boats and carriages, established musical laws, and vigorously developed production..."

Those overlapping fragments, the blurred figures, and the whispers echoing in his ears carried the heavy weight of thousands of years of memory, surging toward him.

It is unknown how much time passed before Jiang Luo's mind finally broke free from that heavy river of historical information.

Unknowingly, his soul had detached from the statue, left the Luo Ancestor Temple, and was drifting and floating through the night sky as if he had ascended to immortality.

Looking at the myriad lights of the city below, Jiang Luo sighed, "What a scam of a golden finger!"

When he first transmigrated here, he had suffered through so much hardship, yet he had never managed to find a golden finger.

To be precise, he had found something suspected to be a golden finger—a rustic, Wordless Seal.

Unfortunately, whether he dripped blood to claim ownership or kept it close to his body to nurture it, that broken seal showed no reaction at all.

In the end, he served as a chieftain in a primitive tribe for decades before dying of old age.

He never expected this cheat to activate only after his death.

At this moment, Jiang Luo was in a pure soul state, and he could clearly 'see' a small, rustic seal without any characters or patterns deep within his soul.

Inside the seal was a space, and within that space was a white sun.

Observing closely, one could discover that the white 'great sun' was actually composed of countless white threads as thin as hair, resembling a silkworm cocoon.

As soon as Jiang Luo saw those wisps of white thread, he understood instantly: they were wisps of wish power.

Wish power condensed and transformed from faith!

It was the accumulation of thousands of years since his death.

Jiang Luo had not expected that the tribe he once led would grow like a snowball after his death, becoming the first to enter the imperial era.

They even revered him, the first chieftain, as 'Emperor Luo' and called themselves the Luo Clan.

Although the nation of the Luo Clan had experienced several rises and falls since then, it had never been severed; it was even the first to initiate an industrial revolution and later colonized and unified the entire planet.

And he, the ancestor of the Luo Clan, had been worshipped continuously, to the point where 'Emperor Luo' had changed from a posthumous imperial title into the supreme deity of mythology.

"This is..."

Jiang Luo frowned slightly; he could feel an incomparably terrifying existence in the dark wanting to erode and wear away his soul.

It was the wisps of white wish power inside the seal deep in his soul that were radiating and permeating his soul, maintaining his existence and offsetting that dark erosion.

"That must be the laws of the universe's operation, or perhaps an even greater supreme rule?"

In the Swallowed Star universe, he had never seen a soul exist independently after leaving the body; it was certainly because the rules did not allow it.

And the fact that his soul could exist for thousands of years was clearly the result of constantly consuming wish power.

"So, the reason I woke up is because the wish power I obtained is no longer enough to offset the consumption, and I have started to consume my inventory?"

Jiang Luo could perceive the source of the faith through the 'Wordless Seal'.

The faith flowing toward him had indeed become sparse, and the stream flowing into the pool was on the verge of drying up.

"So that is how it is..." Jiang Luo could not help but sigh.

Although he was the ancestor of the Luo Clan and the supreme god of the mythological system, 'Emperor Luo', this planet was no longer the ancient world.

After entering the technological era, faith directed toward things like 'ancestor worship' and pantheism had naturally long since declined.

While his status remained revered, there were not many people who truly believed in him.

He was more like a simple historical and cultural symbol, and even the incense at his Luo Ancestor Temple and Emperor Temple could not compare to other religions.

Fortunately, the Wordless Seal had accumulated a considerable amount of wish power over thousands of years, so even if his expenditures exceeded his income, his soul could likely be maintained for several hundred years just by living off his savings.

But Jiang Luo already knew the function of wish power, and every wisp of unnecessary consumption made his heart ache; naturally, he would not sit idly by and watch his resources deplete.

"I must hurry and find a body to possess!"

As long as his soul had a physical vessel to rely on, he would naturally no longer face the erosion and corrosion of the universe's operating laws.

Jiang Luo drifted toward the nearest large city and passed directly into a hospital.

Yet, he "passed through" several pregnant women in a row without any reaction.

Clearly, "reincarnation by possession" was not as simple as he had claimed.

Even though he was Emperor Luo, who had enjoyed thousands of years of offerings, he had not managed to become a god through incense—the rules of the Origin Continent source world did not allow it, otherwise, incense gods would have long since filled the universe.

In essence, he was merely a somewhat powerful soul, one that relied on the constant consumption of wish power to maintain its own existence.

"It seems I will need a secret technique for possession..." Jiang Luo sighed.

Where was he supposed to find one at a time like this?

Five thousand years ago, when he was still a tribal chief, he had been nothing more than a mortal; otherwise, he would not have died of old age.

He immediately made a "Grand Vow": "Please manifest a possession technique suitable for my current use, one that is safe, free of hidden dangers, and requires minimal consumption of wish power."

The greatest function of the wish power within the Wordless Seal was its ability to manifest the divine abilities and cultivation techniques from the novels, comics, and other works he had heard of or seen in his past life.

Furthermore, the manifested techniques and abilities would be correspondingly modified to conform to the supreme rules of the source world he currently inhabited.

It could be called "wishing for what one desires"; the greater the imagination, the greater the power.

The only limitation was the consumption of wish power.

With the meager amount of wish power he had accumulated over the thousands of years since his death, there was certainly no hope of manifesting things like the Golden Chapter of Primordial Beginning, the Sutra of the Heavenly Emperor, the Art of Self-Transformation, or the Dao Seeking of Chaos Origin.

That was why Jiang Luo was exceptionally frugal with the wish power he had managed to save.

Following his "Grand Vow," the white sun within the inner space of the Wordless Seal instantly lost one-tenth of its volume.

Countless threads of white wish power evaporated in an instant, merging into some existence in the great void.

Immediately, streams of information surfaced within his mind.

Living Corpse Reincarnation

--Transfers the soul into a vessel body. After reincarnation, this technique requires the suppression of the vessel's soul and carries the risk of bodily rejection. Using a fetus as a vessel eliminates the risk of rejection and removes the need to change vessels.

Jiang Luo felt a surge of joy: This Wordless Seal is actually quite intelligent.

His past-life memories were equivalent to a treasure trove of divine abilities and cultivation techniques, but the amount of wish power required to manifest any given technique was not something he could decide.

Moreover, he could not know in advance how well a technique or ability would manifest according to the supreme rules of the Origin Continent source world, nor whether it would be suitable for his cultivation.

Therefore, the best method was to directly state his requirements to the Wordless Seal, allowing it to filter the conditions and output the result that best met his needs.